Exam Narrative

Mr. Miklusak

A teacher experience


The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires. ― William Arthur Ward



      It is those who educate us who can have the biggest impact on us. Through my years at Fenn I’ve had many teachers, yet none of them have impacted me more than Mr. Miklusak. Whenever I need guidance, help or advice; I know that Mr. Miklusak will always be willing to help me with any confusion I might have; in addition, he was the fine-tuning in two of my three sports. He has a lively, fun and interactive—things I thought I would never say about math class—classroom as well, and his class is one of my favorites. Valley Sports, it is the hockey rink in which the undefeated Fenn hockey team played all of its home games and it’s where all their practices took place. Fay, it’s the school that members of Fenn varsity sports have come to despise the most. It’s a long and competitive rivalry between the two schools. Above all else, we knew as a team there would be two teams we wouldn’t lose to during the hockey season, Fay and the Fess. For me coming into this game I was a depth player who saw limited ice time, and I needed to develop my stick skills before I think I would see any significant ice time. Helping me with this, was mostly Coach Miklusak.


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Exam Literary Analysis

Through the Tunnel

A literary analysis


Willing is not enough. We must do. – Bruce Lee.



On the day before they left, he would do it. He would do it if it killed him,” the distance between life and death can be very small; furthermore, in the short story “Through the Tunnel,” Jerry learns that your life isn’t something to mess around with. Jerry sees older kids having fun in the water, and holding their breath for as long as they can while swimming through a long, dark and grimy tunnel. Jerry wants to do this as well, but he has a struggle with himself to try to reach a good enough lung capacity before his vacation ends and he’s forced to go home. “Jerry exercised his lungs as if everything, the whole of his life, all that he could become, depended upon it.” He does this by spending his days on vacation holding his breath underwater for as long as he can before needing rise to the surface again.

     While preparing for the tunnel, Jerry counts his time underwater to give himself an idea of how much time he will have underwater before it becomes a concern. On Jerrys last day on vacation he decided that he is ready to seriously risk his life to swim through the tunnel. “Soon he was clear inside. He was in a small rockbound hole filled with yellowish­gray water.” Through most of his time in the tunnel his doesn’t have any issues with holding his air, but he had headaches and the top of the tunnel was spiky and slimy. 115 seconds into the tunnel he began to feel the toll that the lack of air had on him. 

A hundred and fifteen, a hundred and fifteen pounded through his head... He felt he was dying. He was no longer conscious. He struggled on in the darkness between lapses into unconsciousness. An immense, swelling pain filled his head, and then darkness cracked with an explosion of green light. His hands, groping forward, met nothing; and his feet, kicking back, propelled him out into the open sea.

     After passing through the tunnel, Jerry sees the importance of life, he sees the importance that his actions have on him and his future, and he sees the importance of perseverance. If he never persevered through the tunnel—where he bled out, his lungs cramped, and his head pounded with pain—he would have died and left his, already widowed, mother alone in the world. His mother gave him the freedom to do what he wanted during their vacation, and he took that chance to almost get himself killed. The one saving grace, is that Jerry didn’t tell his mother of this after it happened. “His mother was coming back. He rushed to the bathroom, thinking she must not see his face with bloodstains, or tearstains.” Dying is something that everybody will experience at point or another in their life; however, Jerry’s perseverance is what pushed that time back as far as he could


Chapter 8 Metcognition

My thoughts on Chapter 8

In a metacognition


The art of war is simple enough. Find where your enemy is. Get at him as soon as you can. Strike him as hard as you can. And keep moving—Ulysses S. Grant


When I began reading Chapter 8, of All Quiet on the Western Front, I thought that it would just be a boring chapter of Paul just re-training to make himself ready to go back out onto the front; however, this chapter was full of sad scenes and descriptions of the brutal conditions of concentration camps.

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Chapter Seven Socratic Seminar

Chapter Seven

My thoughts on the chapter


In this chapter, there are many points that were made about Paul’s personal life and how it may never be the same again after all the death he has experienced out on the front. Paul, in this chapter, has plenty of time off from direct combat, so he tries to re-humanize himself. He tries to hook up with French girls, he tries to go home to see his family and childhood friends, yet when he talks with all of these people all they want to talk with him about is the war; in particular, his father and his friends were talking in a way that made Paul, his knowledge of warfare and his position in the army seem utterly useless. When the talk of the war never seems to end, Paul feels as if he can’t separate himself from war at all and that nothing is, or will never be the same. He finds himself to be very impatient in talking with people and very explosive with some people. Throughout this chapter we see Paul look back at his former lifestyle and then truly believe that he can’t go back to that ever again. Going forward in the book, I will be looking at how he deals with talking to people and his overall morale.